Chapter 79
CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
I’ve had this dream before.
My stupid, useless cave nest. The one that sat empty, orbit after orbit, waiting for a type of being that no longer existed.
Only, in my dreams, she did. There was always a gorgeous omega here, naked and on her knees.
Barreling into me. Begging for a bond bite.
Just like Sofi is, now.
Hells, I’ve had this dream about Sofi. Way before we knew she belonged to anyone other than our Zortaire. So many damn times, I’m pretty sure Zolkan could have locked me up for treason.
Surreal bliss blurs my thoughts as the little omega slides her lush, heated body against mine. My cocks strain, painfully engorged despite the claim I left splattered all over her bare skin and everything Cylus knotted into her depths.
Stelaris above. We absolutely stuffed her. And we’re going to do it again. As many times as she’ll have us.
My mouth dries as her wet core kisses the base of my pleasure rod. The catch in my throat turns my purr into a choked groan.
Me.
She’s choosing me.
Just like I chose her.
The realization melts into the molten desire churning through me. Brightening it. Cooling the heat into the purest warmth.
Fuck, I love her.
My arms band around her, along with my wings. Holding her with everything I have. Shaking from the force of my feelings.
Her shrill whine shatters the breath in my lungs. I lean back just far enough to see her blown-out pupils. My calloused, branded hand finds her cheek, thumb stroking the flat, rounded curve. I purr louder, opening my mouth to reassure her. “You have me, little one. You will always have me.”
Sofi tries to speak, but another whimper is the best she can manage. She shifts her unfocused eyes to my chest, watching the way my ragged breaths expand behind my ribs. How my hearts visibly pound from the feel of her in my lap.
Her gaze runs over both of my shoulders, next down to my arms. As if she’s hunting for something in particular. Her attention locks onto the very first brand I ever got. The one I showed her the night I brought her to see my forgotten dream.
Sofi’s trembling fingers trace the swirling symbol burned into the meat of my left thumb, right below my palm.
Fate’s Mate.
Black eyes blink back to mine. The creamy strains of her throat bob, then strain on another whine as she lifts her own palm to my face. Turning it to present the perfect, unmarked skin.
Once I notice how blank it looks, I don’t see anything else. My fangs pulse in time with my knots. A deep growl rumbles under my purr.
Sofi keens, tucking her hips to rub her slick cunt along the underside of my breeding cock.
Instincts snap through me—and I let them.
Angling my body, I use my free hand to guide the rolls of her hips and situate my cocks at both of her entrances.
They dribble slick to lubricate her tight holes as she sinks lower.
I still can’t look away from her offered palm. The skin there almost seems to glow—and the fact that it’s unmarked is suddenly all I can think about.
It needs my bite. She needs it.
The thought makes me snarl. Sofi clamps her snug heat around both of my cocks. The nest starts to disintegrate around me. Until my omega is all I see
I barely manage to form words around my heaving breaths. “Here, little one?” I rough out. “You want me to bite you?”
I already know the answer, though. The need to sink my teeth right here is undeniable.
But—no. That isn’t all.
Because as Sofi nods frantically, she also lifts my own hand back to her lips. The pillowy curves brush along my thin, branded skin. Her blunt teeth scrape.
The entire planet shifts. Shivers. Disappears.
I sink my fangs into the thickest part of her palm—and my mate does the same.
Oh holy fu—
A beam of pure light flares before my eyes—or, rather, behind them.
Because the light is inside me, now. Spreading wide to touch every corner of my being—then suddenly snapping inward.
Forming a single, glowing, glorious strand.
Sinking into the deepest part of me. Connecting with the place that used to ache with loneliness and want.
Those things are gone, now.
Because Sofi is there, instead.
All stubborn softness. Courage, compassion, cleverness. Awe that spills over the bridge stretched between us.
And love.
Swelling wide and warm. Filling my hearts the same way my body fills hers. Bursting at the same moment I do.